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next full moon, which so happened to be tonight she would be golden. Another year.
During the meeting where they were all introduced, Killian explained how they were only given twenty-four hours to find their mates. She also felt they were missing something, but her mother would be thrilled. Sasha was not stupid; she could feel that there was another. So she was to have two mates, her brothers and her father were going to freak out. But she felt the power in the P alace, the other mate was here, she had no clue who it was though.
She needed air; Sasha nodded at the Guards who were standing at the windows. “Just a minute,” she whispered to one of her friends. He nodded and stepped back and allowed her to exit the room.
“I will stand with you,” Jordan said and she nodded absently. Her gown was like a huge weight on her. It was the traditional ball gown in the Stratum colors of blue and red, she felt like an idiot in the tight bosomed and huge skirt. If a good wind blew she would be in trouble, she laughed to herself.
Pulling in her power, she searched the grounds. That little asshole could be anywhere. When they found the doorways, they found the tunnels the Rebels dug went throughout the whole Stratum . Dion had to be working on them for months. One could be under them right now, there was no way of telling unless they dug up the whole P alace ground, and they weren’t there yet.
Her gift was of Transport, she used the Coins for others. However, Sasha had enough power herself that she could open a doorway without anything. It was her power that she spelled into the Coins, no one knew but the immediate family.
Wait. There was some kind of movement off to her left. “Jordan,” Sasha whispered just as she heard a crack.
Someone was popping fireworks , she thought , and then laughed. What was wrong, she couldn’t seem to catch her breath. Jordan came to her side as she fell. Someone had shot her.
Chapter Seven
Chase opened his eyes at the morning light. He felt content, something he had not felt in months. His was now the King of the Shifter Stratum Consort, and Crispin’s mate. He was more than ready to start his new life but first something had to be done. Good, bad, or indifferent, he needed to talk to Crispin about what happened when he was captured.
Chase leaned over and kissed his mate on the shoulder, he looked peaceful sleeping.
Crispin pulled him close without opening his eyes and whispered, “Why are you awake?”
“There are some things we need to talk about before we can move on,” Chase said slowly and then looked at Crispin.
His mate wrapped his arms around Chase and moved them both until they were comfortably lying on the pillows facing each other. “I don’t have to know yet, I can wait.”
“Yes, you do. You have to hear this because if we are going to move forward, there can’t be anything between us. You know last night there was something I wanted to tell you but we never got to it.” Chase smiled.
“Really?” Crispin asked.
“First the bad conversation. My weeks in captivity were not pleasant,” Chase began.
Crispin could feel his eyes change in anger as he thought about anyone hurting his mate. Until now he felt like he had taken it pretty calmly, just thankful he was back. However, Blake and Logan both knew that when the time came, Crispin would be front and center in Dion’s death. He had a lot to answer for.
“I know,” Crispin said.
Chase sighed and stared into his angry mates eyes. “It was my own fault I was captured. You know when I think about it, it pisses me off, because Blake said you came the same day I was captured.”
Crispin nodded, “I did.”
“I was fighting in the front, making my way to where the others were battling, intent on making sure Blake was covered. Dion apparently planned the separation. One minute I was fighting, the next I was strapped in a chair in a dirty room. I have no clue how they did it, but my head was pounding
During the meeting where they were all introduced, Killian explained how they were only given twenty-four hours to find their mates. She also felt they were missing something, but her mother would be thrilled. Sasha was not stupid; she could feel that there was another. So she was to have two mates, her brothers and her father were going to freak out. But she felt the power in the P alace, the other mate was here, she had no clue who it was though.
She needed air; Sasha nodded at the Guards who were standing at the windows. “Just a minute,” she whispered to one of her friends. He nodded and stepped back and allowed her to exit the room.
“I will stand with you,” Jordan said and she nodded absently. Her gown was like a huge weight on her. It was the traditional ball gown in the Stratum colors of blue and red, she felt like an idiot in the tight bosomed and huge skirt. If a good wind blew she would be in trouble, she laughed to herself.
Pulling in her power, she searched the grounds. That little asshole could be anywhere. When they found the doorways, they found the tunnels the Rebels dug went throughout the whole Stratum . Dion had to be working on them for months. One could be under them right now, there was no way of telling unless they dug up the whole P alace ground, and they weren’t there yet.
Her gift was of Transport, she used the Coins for others. However, Sasha had enough power herself that she could open a doorway without anything. It was her power that she spelled into the Coins, no one knew but the immediate family.
Wait. There was some kind of movement off to her left. “Jordan,” Sasha whispered just as she heard a crack.
Someone was popping fireworks , she thought , and then laughed. What was wrong, she couldn’t seem to catch her breath. Jordan came to her side as she fell. Someone had shot her.
Chapter Seven
Chase opened his eyes at the morning light. He felt content, something he had not felt in months. His was now the King of the Shifter Stratum Consort, and Crispin’s mate. He was more than ready to start his new life but first something had to be done. Good, bad, or indifferent, he needed to talk to Crispin about what happened when he was captured.
Chase leaned over and kissed his mate on the shoulder, he looked peaceful sleeping.
Crispin pulled him close without opening his eyes and whispered, “Why are you awake?”
“There are some things we need to talk about before we can move on,” Chase said slowly and then looked at Crispin.
His mate wrapped his arms around Chase and moved them both until they were comfortably lying on the pillows facing each other. “I don’t have to know yet, I can wait.”
“Yes, you do. You have to hear this because if we are going to move forward, there can’t be anything between us. You know last night there was something I wanted to tell you but we never got to it.” Chase smiled.
“Really?” Crispin asked.
“First the bad conversation. My weeks in captivity were not pleasant,” Chase began.
Crispin could feel his eyes change in anger as he thought about anyone hurting his mate. Until now he felt like he had taken it pretty calmly, just thankful he was back. However, Blake and Logan both knew that when the time came, Crispin would be front and center in Dion’s death. He had a lot to answer for.
“I know,” Crispin said.
Chase sighed and stared into his angry mates eyes. “It was my own fault I was captured. You know when I think about it, it pisses me off, because Blake said you came the same day I was captured.”
Crispin nodded, “I did.”
“I was fighting in the front, making my way to where the others were battling, intent on making sure Blake was covered. Dion apparently planned the separation. One minute I was fighting, the next I was strapped in a chair in a dirty room. I have no clue how they did it, but my head was pounding
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